He tenderly placed his hands on the side of my face slowly bringing our lips together. With the first touch of his mouth I came undone. I wound my hands into his long silky hair reveling in the feel of his tresses falling through my fingers. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling myself up closer to him. Jacob picked me up and I straddled his waist.  His mouth was so warm on mine, his tongue wet and smooth. He held on to me with one hand bringing the other my leg, up my thigh, my waist, my breast, and to my face. He caressed my cheek as our tongues played together. His hold was becoming tighter and his free hand tangled in my hair roughly. 

“Jacob,” I half moaned.

“Nessie, you taste so sweet,” he murmured. The sound of his voice roughened with passion was doing things to my body. “I love you,” he whispered.

This had to be heaven. It was unbelievable with everything else going on, but how could it not be heaven when Jake was holding me so lovingly in his arms. I was desperate to touch his bare flesh so I ran my hands under his shirt. This was not enough. I ripped his shirt off throwing it to the ground. Well, the thing was offensive, not letting me have what I want. Jacob laughed and I laughed along with him. “I’m sorry,” I told him. “I couldn’t seem to help myself.”

“S’okay,” he chuckled. “I kinda liked it. You really are something when you don’t get what you want aren’t you,” he teased me.

“Jacob, have you looked in the mirror lately? Let’s see. I think yummy would be the word,” I said kissing him fiercely. 

“Uh-oh. I think we have company,” Jacob said letting me down but still holding on to my hand. 

I turned to see my father striding our way with a thunderous look on his angelic face. Well, too bad if he didn’t like it. Jacob was mine. 

My mother made it to us right before he did. “You hid this from me Bella,” he said. “Why?”

“Just for this reason,” my mother told him patiently. “You always overreact Edward. They deserve to enjoy each other now in case, in case… Edward please. Just let this be okay?” My mother looked pleadingly into my fathers eyes. I would dearly love to know what she was telling him with her thoughts. 

“Alright, but I am not going to watch you mauling my daughter Jacob,” my father said grudgingly. “And Renesmee if you could, please try to keep those thoughts of Jacob to yourself. I really don’t want to know some things about my daughter. It just is wrong,” he finished with a grimace marring his features. 

“What’s the plan Dad,” I asked.

“Let’s wait on Alice,” he said. “Maybe she will have some more information for us.”

I looked around the clearing we were gathered in. My father and mother stood holding each other. Nahuel was standing with Huilen, Seth, and Tala. He was gazing at me with the strangest expression. Huh? I wonder what that’s about. Carlisle and Esme were standing together gazing out at the setting sun, while Emmett and Rosalie stood by their side. We all waited for Alice and what news she might bring.